Summary: Miley and Lily are determined to befriend the new boy. Especially when they suspect he's hiding something from them. Warning: Abuse pretty much I just wanted to make a story so R&R please

Chapter 3

Still Oliver's POV

After school Miley and Lily said goodbye and headed off to what I assumed was the beach. I sighed and got my stuff out of my locker. I put my earphones in my ear and started blasting Breaking Benjamin's Whatever Lies Beneath.

The walk home was pretty long but I didn't mind it. I wasn't eager to get there anyways. As I walked towards the house I could see that the moving truck was gone. The yard was clear except for mom's lawn ornaments. I always hated that stupid lawn gnome that Leo named Jerry. It was creepy at night.

"Huh here we go," I said and made my way in the two story house. The kitchen and living room were already filled with our stuff. We were working on the bedrooms and bathrooms now. I went into the kitchen to get a snack.

Mom must've gone shopping after I left for school. I grabbed a soda and guzzled it down. Leo came in seconds later. He still had his backpack over his shoulders. He never takes that backpack off until I come home from school. He likes to show people he's a 'big boy' now and that big boys go to school and get an edjmacation (according to Leo that's how you say it).

"Look what my teacher gave me Oliver... it's a note for mommy and daddy," he explained handing it to me. It was a note for the field trip to The Museum of Natural History. The trip was in two weeks.

"Cool... um where's mom and dad?" I asked. It's not that I cared where they were it's just I didn't feel like running into them on my way upstairs so I needed a heads up.

"Mommy's in my room and daddy's in his office" was all he said and he skipped to the fridge for a snack. I sighed trying to figure out how to pass up dad's office and get to my room. I'd have to be fast and I mean FAST!

I rushed upstairs but not too noisily. I tiptoed past the office thinking I had made it... boy was I wrong.

"Oliver," dad shouted pretty annoyed. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath before making my way down the hall.

"Oliver come here!" I winced at the sound of his voice. Something or someone (more than likely mom) had gotten him angry.

"Uh yea dad?" I asked from by the door. He was putting up some books on the bookshelf and then turned to face me.

"Next time come faster... you're mom and I are going to the Home Depot for some supplies so I need you to finish up in here. It better be done by the time we get back or else you'll regret it. Oh and keep an eye on Leo!"

I nodded and waited for him and mom to leave. Mom came out of Leo's room which was next to mine. She saw me and handed me the wood cleaner.

"I want everything wooden in this house to be spotless," she simply stated and kissed my cheek.

My mom could be nice sometimes, but other times she could be strict but not as strict as my dad. Every human being in prison are saints compared to my dad. It was like my dad hated me more than anything. He and mom spoiled Leo as if he was the son of a prime minister. I was just... there.

I was there to criticize, to humiliate... to abuse. But mom never hit me; she left that up to dad. He once broke my arm when he claimed I 'got smart' with him. I was in the hospital once when he pushed me down the stairs.

I told the doctor I tripped over some roller blades. I've had to make up many excuses for my bruises. Whether it was to teachers, doctors, neighbors, friends... I had to make up one... and fast!

No one really guessed I was being abused. They just assumed I was clumsy considering I could be sometimes. All the black eyes and hospital visits in the world were considered flukes to them. But they never knew what was really going down in our house.

That's until a neighbor started to get worried. She approached my mom about it. That's what led dad to get us out of Manhattan and quick. He didn't want anyone finding out that the successful lawyer and the lovely housewife had dirty secrets.

I sighed and figured it'd be best to get a head start. At least then I'd get some of it done.

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Miley's POV

At the beach Lily and I talked about Oliver and how quiet he was at lunch. "Well, maybe he's just shy. I mean not a lot of people are talkers on there first day at a new school," she explained as we walked across the sand.

"Yeah but I thought for sure we had hit it off all day. Huh I'm gonna talk to him some more tomorrow. Maybe he just needs to adjust to us and the new school". I bit my lip hoping that was the case.

"Well I know for sure you've adjusted to him. You like him don't you?" I stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face her.

"Uh I just met him Lily... and besides he's probably taken. Plus he might not even be interested in me so what's the point of looking stupid?"

"But you do like him?" she continued, "I mean don't be afraid to say you do Miles. He's a cute guy and you two look cute together". Lily was right about that. But I didn't wanna rush Oliver. It was a process, which hopefully won't be long.

Later that afternoon, dad wasn't home and Jackson was probably at Rico's so I sat alone on the couch flipping through the channels. I could've been doing homework but I didn't feel like it. Its afternoons like these when more than one friend comes in handy.

I mean I knew and had a lot of other people to talk or hang with but Lily was really the only one I felt like hangin with right now. I jumped as my cell phone went off.

"Huh, hello?" I asked.

"Hey miles, Rico has me working late for some party he's having tonight. Tell dad I'll be coming home late tonight," my older brother Jackson explained.

"Huh alright see ya Jackson". After I hung up I decided to spend these agonizing hours doing my homework. Gosh I wish it was the weekend. I could use the break from school.

A/N once again I hope it wasn't too short or long. R&R please XD